I feel like death. And death is wearing a fleece blanket as a dress. And is seriously contemplating wearing this to go get something to eat.
I don't know which is more embarrassing, the fact that I shat on the floor today or that I told you about it.
I don't know what your problem is but seriously you're a cunt for throwing up that song on your page. It's rude as fuck
omg its myspace i didnt think anyone took that seriously anymore
Tell your boyfriend I'm sorry for ruining his vein. I'm never drawing blood drunk again.
Pre warning. Your not gonna sleep tonight cuz I'm staying with your roommate. Thanks for breaking up with me.
Uhg.. This isn't fair. I just want to have sex with you until i lose consciousness, wake up and start over... is that so much to ask?
I'm treating myself to a " uve slept with yet another mr. Wrong" breakfast
Definitely sounds like it's time for some eggs with a side of strap on
They wouldn't serve more then two Shots per person, so you grabbed a group of strangers and said u werre buying them all shots, then proceeded to drink all of them.
Pretty sure my body is in shock, I shouldn't feel this ok after last nite.
I'm just waiting til he drunkenly pisses in his new man's car the way he always whipped it out and went Bellagio in mine.
I asked him to sing a song so he couldn't hear me throwing up as he was holding my hair
he asked me where I was going to school, and then we started having sex, and I answered his question forty five minutes later after we were done. It was the chilliest thing ever.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
Why can't they just let me be the gorgeous cum dumpster that I know I'm meant to be?
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